She hissed as the spear was brought out of her shoulder. Shaking her head she looked at the blood on her shoulder and wiped it away. "Sure, of course." She muttered and made her way to a nearby tree, knocking the snow away before pulling out a magnificent bow of rainbow wood, and two dragon heads carved at either end, as well as a quiver of mistletoe arrows. "I was not chosen, chosen of Odin, i was born into this through a union to at least give a chance for all races involved to survive." She turned to him, "I was born out of the unnatural union of Loki the Jötunn and Freyja or Frea, the Vanir, and member of the Aesir clan as wife to Odin." She sounded disgusted by the union herself, in her eyes she was an abomination of mixed blood. Slinking the quiver over her back as well as the bow she took out a sack, obviously good she didn't want taken from her. "You are free to travel with me if you wish, provided you don't attack me in my sleep." A soft breeze moved through the forest as she spoke, causing her hair to blow over her shoulders, obscuring most of her features, apart from her two coloured eyes.